When I was in second grade, my taller, less-chubby-than-myself, better-pool-player, neighbor friend of mine and myself would hang out on our bikes or in the pool if the day was hot. Random conversations were the norm and one spicy tidbit tickled my brain in just the right way.
"You know, you can light a match on your zipper!" he casually mentioned.
Remember, this was way before YouTube. We didn't have cameras, phones or any way to see crazy stuff happening in other parts of the world. We were in elementary school in central California. Suburban at best.
In our home, we had a fireplace. Next to that fireplace was a box of Ohio Blue-Tip matches. When it comes to the little things in life, my mom doesn't futz about. If there's a better match, she'll choose it. If you're going to learn an instrument, you're going to get private lessons. Maybe she just thought having smart kids was also easier.
She couldn't have prepared herself for how smart I was. In fact, I was the smarter (as in smart alec) of my friend group so I was the self-appointed leader that day in the field of dry grass on the way home. I would teach my buddies how to light a match on their zippers.
Fast forward to today. I'm now a member of #teamstreak. It's exciting. I feel welcomed. I've been working hard to accomplish this small but important achievement.
See, back in second grade, I thought I might start a streak. Playing with matches was kinda fun on its own. If only they had taught me some physics by then.
Anyway, I won't bore you with the story.
Thank you for having me as a member of such a respectable community here on 200wordsaday and now a member of #teamstreak. It truly is a group of people who value showing up and doing the work.
I'll be looking to you all for daily support.